The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-06-02
A Story of RAYMOND.

FROM me NetO YORK IHcutFe.
One day in Chicago the comedian CHANGED
to pass a new, large and very pretentous
hardware store, and among the clerks no.
ticed a very green looking youth, apparently
| just from the prairie. Intent ON fun at any
ones expense save his own, Raymond en-
tered the establishment, and taking the
youth aside, asked him in his dry, serious
way if he had for sale copy of "Bunyan's
Pigrim's Progress"
/ The astonished clerk gasped:
'Bunyan's Pilgrims ProgressV IA
you're sure you're in the right storeF glanc-
| ing wildly at the hammers, saws and me-
tallic implements around him.
Yes" SAYS Raymond, 81 was directed
here. want the edition Of l7o4, with the
original plates by Hogarth.n
why, this is a hardware store" replied
the astounded youth
| Il don't care for the price, remarked the
comedian; get me the book quickly"
"I-Tll go and see the proprietor. IL
hardly understand"
With this the juvenile haTdwareman hur-
ries to the back office, and in a minute the
proprietor comes to Mr.. Raymond and asks
him what he wants.
Il want some No. augers; but your clerk
hardly seems to understand me, " innocently
says John t. r.
''No g augers, certainly, REPLIES the pro-
W
the clerk, modestly standing in the back
ground:
"Get what this gentleman wishes at oncen
and goes back to his ledger, angry at being
| interrupted for No. augers
In dazed way the youth approaches the
comedian.
''Well, why don't you get that Bunyan's
| Pilgrims Progressp" said Raymond didn't
you hear what your boss said"
| ''YaS-hut IL think the hoSS must he
drunk. This isn't book store"
But your master says to get it. The edi-
ton of 1704-Hogarth's plates. I'm here for
that book, and mean to have itN
| ''rl-I'n go and ask him again. Perhaps
he wants me to send out for the cursed
book" gasps the clerk, and disappears once
more into the private Office.
After a moment the proprietor comes out
and is about to speak, but Raymond sug-
gests:
Isn't he getting them yet9 If you have
no No. 6 augers I'll try another store"
"We've all the No. augers in the coun-
tryi" cries all the hardwareman, with Chica-
go business modesty. THAT boy must be
ont of his head"
Eyes, he does seem little queer" replies
Raymond.
Course him, he's drunkr' says the proprie-
tor, and he yells at the clerk "If you
don't fill this gentleman's order in thirty
seconds IA discharge you'll" and bolts into
his private office.
The country clerk is now in appearance a
| jibbering idiot, as the comedian mildly re-
marks to him.
| YOU'D better do what your boss tells
you, sonny, and get me that 'Bunyan's Pill
grim's Progress"
''This is the devilr' gasps the victim, the
perspiration standing on his forehead. ''The
boss must be crazy. He can't have heard
YOU'LL"
Here the proprietor pokes his head out
of the private office, and CALCULATES, in a
voice of thunder:
"What are you gaping there for, you
drunken fool. Get that gentleman the No.
6 augers he wants, or I'll bore hole in your
salaIyw
mo. 8 augersl Why, you asked me for
'Bunyan's Pilgrims Progress I'll wipe the
floor up with you,n yells the clerk, turning
upon Raymond, but that genial comedian is
already upon the sidewalk and waving and
bowling polite and hurried adieu from the
other side of the large glass front door.